Travellers Songtext
von Breaklose

Travellers come and go
Walking fast or slow
Speaking loud, whispering low

Come on, come on and cross my land
Maybe you′ll find there a helping hand
An ear to lend


I can't forgive
I can′t forgive
I can't forgive
I can't forgive

Travellers came and went
And many broken hearts have been mended
But no one has seen me or lent
An ear to my cries of lament